His cock hadn't moved since being thrust deep inside, the two of us getting used to this new sensation. Despite the initial pain I could feel my pussy...throbbing hard on his shaft but as the pain subsided, it was almost impossible for me to not try and move on and off his cock. My feet pressed against the bed, allowing me to push up and down on him I could hear Emma moaning louder and louder and feel the bed moving as she pounded him faster and harder with each second and guessed from the. Let’s go, Marietta – we’ll take my car.”I grabbed the listing from Jenn and we left for the home. I had calmed Marietta down, and she was breathing a little easier. I patted her on her shoulder, saying, “It’s like sex, dear – the first time is all nerves, after that ... it gets easier to finish the deal.”“If you say so, Richard? I’ve never had sex, so I understand the broad concept of ‘the first time’ but your analogy is falling on deaf ears,” Marietta said.“A stunning girl like you hasn’t had. “Mom!” he gasped, struggling to thrust his cock back into his flannel bottoms. But that big schlong wasn't cooperating. His naked chest—he had pulled off the wife beater—rose and fell in his panic.“Mmm, you don't have to do that,” I cooed, sauntering to him. My big breasts swayed beneath the fabric, my nipples poking at it. He swallowed at the sight of me. “I'm here to take care of you. I didn't realize that you liked MILFs. If you wanted a MILF, I was just down the hall.”“M-Mom?” he croaked.I. She stumbled, tripped and fell, tearing her skirt in the process.I was standing over her, fists clenched. I'd started toward her without thinking, not knowing what I was about to do. She lay on the carpet, head bowed. I couldn't see her face, but I could tell she was crying for real, now. "I'm sorry," she said, "I'm so, so sorry."I stood over her, clenching and unclenching my fists, wondering what to do."Michael, I never wanted you to know. I never wanted it."I was struggling with myself,.